Tag Archives: Grief Me: Hello Grief. Why are you inside of me today? Grief: There are several of us lurking around. Which one are you referring to? M: I have no idea because, quite frankly, I didn’t know there was more than one of you. What I do know is the ache I feel hurts, like a dull […]  Hope is grief on the journey to healing. Reaching in to get a book off the shelf there is “Hope” upside down. Hope can be elusive, inside out, unseen, untouchable, and even crushed, until it’s not. Hope upside down is better than no hope at all.  ALS, Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, is a terminal disease. As with any diagnosis of a terminal disease anticipatory grief begins at the get go. Sometimes the grief is huge, like a king size, unmade, bed with the sheets, blankets, and pillows all piled high. Sometimes the grief is hidden, like under a smoothly made bed that […]  Looking over the shoulder, as far as the eye can see, there are varying shades of red, yellow, blue, orange, sometimes black, and occasional bits of white. The colors are stretched out, blended together here and there, some peak so high it is impossible to see where it ends, some are low, bubbling bursts, and […] |
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